Monday, September 21, 2009

always.

I feel like there are very few guarantees in life. Very few for certains. Very few things I can look at and always count on. It's just the nature of the beast (life). It's nothing to be bitter about, but rather something that makes me appreciate (or not appreciate) the things that actually are always for certain.

I would like to appreciate (or not appreciate) those things today.

The RazorbacksThe Razorbacks are always for certain going to lead you one way and immediately turn around and leave you desolate and confused somewhere. Here I am, 26 years (I count my time in the womb) into being a fan and I'm still shocked that the Razorbacks are losing games they should be winning. But, it's for certain that I'm going to continue to put my heart, my soul and my monies beyond these little piggies. Always.

Friday Afternoon TrafficIt's for certain, always, that Friday afternoon traffic is going to suck. Plain and simple. Cold hard fact. No getting around it. So, why is it that I'm always extremely pissed off and overwrought with grief when it takes me two hours to get to Plano on a Friday at 6pm? When will I learn to accept it as fact, when I already know it's fact? When I will stop the fist pumps and long strands of cuss words? I want to appreciate that this is a certain when very few things are.

I would also like to pay homage to these things this morning, for always, always, always hitting the nail on the head and continually raising my hopes on society, life and my outlook on the ever-changing, ever-not-so-certain world: The Lord Jesus Christ, Google, pizza, queso, Chi hair products, the checks and balance system put in place by our Founding Fathers, reality television shows on BravoTV, fleece vests, PhotoShop, the state of Arkansas and iPods.